She stood outside with the flower in her hand, she held it to her chest and her phone in her other hand. Why would he keep surprising her with a flower? She thought to herself.
But the thought didn’t last long as John’s image appeared to her mind. Maybe, he’s trying to avoid creating a misunderstanding between the both of them.
She put the flower below her nostrils, sniffing in the familiar scent. Each flower he gives her always bear the same scent, which was likewise the same scent of his perfume.
So each time she stares at the flower, it always reminds her of him. The night breeze seemed not to be helping matters at the moment, it’s coldness on her skin plus the thought of the gentleman made her lost in pacific.
“Thank you, Luci.” She said as if he were there with her.
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